After becoming a chaotic daughter

“31……32……33……吧唧吧唧……34……吧唧……35……”

Trying hard to gnaw on the hard dried squid, Nanako sat among a pile of messy daily necessities. Under her buttocks was an old tatami mat that seemed to have been polished. A pair of dark eyes did not blink. Living all depends on the breath hanging in the throat", "trying hard like a salted fish thrown on the chopping board", struggling to move the flower bag trying to bend the upper body.

"Hoo... ph... ph... dead, dying... really dying... Fangzi... is that you, Fangzi... the person standing on the other side of the underworld and waving at me..."

Collapsing on the tatami like a dead fish, Kabuki looked at the dark and narrow ceiling above his head, muttering to himself with straight eyes, he could no longer do even half a sit-up.

"There are five more." Nanako, who was sitting not far from him, said in a flat tone, like a god of death without emotion, and the straightforward words were the sickle she used to harvest the life of the flower bag, hanging on the head of the flower bag brightly .

The flower bag lay in place like a dead body, motionless, and after a while, he spoke like an old machine that was unresponsive: "Nanako... how about we discuss it? You tell Kunikida that I have finished it." If you exercise today, I will supply you with small cakes for a month from tomorrow—or something else, such as fried chicken. Otherwise, how about this, I will help you hack into the school’s office computer and tamper with it The results of the next exam..."

"But I'm already No. 1." Nanako bit into the dried squid with great difficulty, and answered him unmoved, "I also have small cakes."

Flower Bag: "...Oh."

Damn, I made a mistake, I blame him for not checking Nanako's recent test results beforehand.

"There are five more." Nanako urged him again, not in an urging tone, but just like an alarm clock that kept ringing at the same frequency in the morning, Hanakou's nerves tensed up. "After I'm done, I'll go back to eat."

Paralyzed for a while without any image, Huadai finally resigned to his fate and did three more sit-ups, and then rested for another 5 minutes before finally finishing the last two.

After being stared at by Nanako for so many years, although his physical strength still hasn't increased much, at least he still knows that it's useless to roll with Nanako anyway, Nanako will just stare at him quietly. Rolling around the room like an adult, waiting for him to roll until he has no strength, and then attacking him persistently.

It can be said to be the stepmother-level "hard-hearted" in fairy tales-if Nanako hadn't brought snacks and fruits to feed him every now and then, Hanada felt that she would definitely think so.

After squatting at home for several years, Hanako didn't gain weight, it was all due to Nanako insisting on supervising his exercise, but in the same way, Hanako failed to lose weight, it was all thanks to Nanako always bringing him food.

"Alas..." I finally finished today's exercise, the flower bag rolled back into Yoshiko's warm "embrace", picked up a piece of fried snacks brought by Nanako, and started to gnaw on it, continuing to watch The computer screen began to fumble with the mouse and type the keyboard.

——I don’t know why, every time Nanako is around, his ability always freezes, and he can only do it manually. Maybe this is the same as "the invigilator can’t write the questions when he is standing by his side" It's almost the same principle.

Although Nanako is not an "invigilator" and doesn't know how to supervise his work, but Nanako is always staring at the flower bag for exercising, and I just feel that Nanako is more panic-stricken than the "invigilator".

Nanako also got up and ran to the corner to get her schoolbag, ready to go back to the detective agency for dinner.

"what?"

When Nanako was standing at the entrance and putting on her shoes, the flower bag in the room suddenly murmured suspiciously.

"The traces of this intrusion... When was it, I didn't find it at all before... The opened file... The entrusted record file eight years ago?..."

After Nanako put on her shoes, she looked back at the room again. The flower bag seemed to be very busy, so she went out with her schoolbag and went back to the detective agency.

*******

Today's dinner is beef udon noodles.

The beef is freshly slaughtered by Xianzhi in the morning. The noodles are kneaded with the wheat flour sent to him by Xianzhi’s hometown uncle a few days ago. Udon noodle.

Gogol didn't know where he went again, and didn't come back for dinner. After Nanako finished a big bowl of noodles, she had to honestly wash the dishes by herself.Usually she would play boxing games with Gogol, and whoever loses would play the game, even with the chaotic bowl and chopsticks.Her luck is better, most of the time she doesn't have to wash the dishes, but when Gogol is not around, she has to wash her own dishes, and Kunikida will wash the messy dishes.

Kunikida will not help her wash the dishes, after all, she is no longer a little radish who can't reach the sink. In the pots and pans, "pots" and "ladles" are not her turn to worry about. But you still have to wash your own rice bowl.

——So why can Luanbu let others wash the dishes for him?

Nanako, who wanted to wash the dishes by herself, poured the dishwashing liquid, thought about the problem seriously, and finally came to the conclusion that if it was her, she would not rest assured that her idiot father would wash the dishes, even if he was at home It’s not enough to replace all the bowls with stainless steel ones. After all, no one can guarantee that Luanbu will directly pour half a bottle of dish soap into the sink and start blowing bubbles.

After Nanako finished washing the dishes, she gave the sink to Kenji who was waiting in line to do the dishes. After drying her hands, she went back to the office area of ​​the detective agency. Kunikida was talking to Yosano that Gogol was outside again. "I can't stay home", "I don't know how to make a phone call if I don't come back for dinner", "Youth kid is really disobedient"-such topics are very similar to menopausal old mothers who worry about it.

Reliable adults are having headaches because of "disobedient children", discussing whether they should "know it with reason" or "move it with physics", but as the "true guardian", Luanpo is not in the slightest. He was lying on the table playing with his marbles contentedly.

Although it is said that Nanako is a little strict about going out, and she has to tell him what time she will go home when she goes out on weekends, but for Gogol, Nanako thinks that Luanbu doesn't seem to care much at all, and she almost directly on the face Write a "love to go back, go to sleep on the street if you don't go back".

Nanako thought so. When the detective agency got off work at night and she went home with Ranpo, Gogol hadn't come back yet. Before going to bed, Ranpo did say so.

"Nanako, finish drinking the milk and lock the door."

Sitting on the sofa, Luanbu in pajamas crackled and pressed the game console in his hand, and said to Nanako who was sitting on the carpet drinking milk and watching TV without raising his head.

Nanako took a small sip of milk, turned her head, and looked at Ranbu with her round black eyes, without turning around, she maintained the posture of drinking milk and said, "...Guoguoli hasn't come back yet."

"Leave him alone, let him go to sleep on the street tonight." Ranbu said casually, as if he answered perfunctorily without thinking through it at all.

Nanako said "Oh", but she still called Gogol first, but she didn't get through, and no one answered after a long time. Gogol sent a message.

[to Guogol: I'm going to lock the door and go to sleep, Dad told you to sleep on the street]

After sending the message, Nanako took the empty milk cup and ran to lock the anti-theft door.

Sleeping on the street is not the same as sleeping on the street. At worst, you have to go to the detective agency to sleep on the hospital bed in the infirmary. Compared with it, it is more important to lock the door to prevent thieves from entering in the middle of the night.She and Luanpo couldn't fight each other, and safety was the most important thing.

The next day was Saturday, Nanako didn't have to go to school, she came to the detective agency to work in a yawning chaotic pace.Even on weekends, Kunikida sat in his office early in the morning, typing on the keyboard in front of the computer screen, dutifully completing his scheduled work for the day.

Nanako looked around the office area, then ran to the infirmary to have a look, but came out soon.Yu Xie Ye hadn't come yet, and the lights in the infirmary were not turned on, it was pitch black, and there was no one there.

[Guoguo is not there. 】

Nanako scratched her head, wondering where Gogol went.

She sat down on the vacant office chair, took out her mobile phone, and tried to call Gogol again, but the phone was still not connected, and yesterday’s message was not answered, and the text messages that came with the phone did not show "read". Nanako doesn't know if Gogol has seen the text message she sent.

But no matter what, it is definitely wrong to stay out at night.

Ranpo doesn't care about this, Kunikida and Yosano who will teach Gogol a lesson will not know whether Gogol went home to sleep last night, Nanako thought about it, and decided to pretend not to remember it, Kunikida If He and Xie Ye didn't ask her, she still wouldn't betray Gogol.

What if Gogol is so old and Xie Ye wants to spank his ass.

What if Gogol felt ashamed after being spanked and ran away from home.

Adults think that adolescent children are difficult to deal with, and Nanako also thinks it is difficult to deal with. Although Gogol has no obvious symptoms of "difficult to deal with" for the time being except for occasional speeches in the second grade, Nanako also feels that she has to be difficult to deal with. Take care of Gogol's Schrödinger's "sensitive self-esteem of adolescent boys" in advance.

Afraid that "Kunikida or Yosano suddenly asked Gogol", Nanako spent the day in fear.

Gogol hadn't come back at dinner, so Kunikida frowned again, but he just raised his head, and before he finished asking "Where is Gogol?", his attention was tried to hang himself with noodles Dazai was taken away, and he didn't have time to think about it until he got off work. Dazai, who was busy cleaning up fancy suicides, saw that suicide might turn into homicide at any time.

Before going to bed at night, Gogol still didn't come back.

"Nanako, go and lock the door." Luanbu poked his head out of the bathroom while brushing his teeth, and said to Nanako who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Nanako was still fiddling with her mobile phone. She called Gogol again, but she still didn't get through, and the notification tone had changed from "no answer at the moment" to "shut down", and she didn't know that the phone was out of battery No, it was Gogol who turned off the phone himself.

"Guo Guoli hasn't come back yet." Nanako answered Ranpo dryly like last night, and Ranpo gave Nanako the same answer as last night.

"If you don't come back, ignore him, let him sleep on the street!"

But this time Nanako didn't obediently ran to lock the door like last night.She sat on the sofa, closed her mouth without saying a word, and thought for a while with her head down.

She remembered that it seemed a long time ago, when she was in elementary school, she was still living in the small single-person apartment dormitory of the detective agency. One night, she got up in the middle of the night to drink water and found that Gogol was missing, so she ran to find him. Luanbu yelled, but Luanbu also said "don't worry about him" at that time, and seemed to have said something else, but she couldn't remember clearly, all she could remember was this sentence.

In Nanako's dark eyes, there was suddenly a trace of doubt. She felt as if she knew something that she hadn't discovered before. Because her idiot father's level of unreliability was a little bit higher than she thought.

"Dad." Nanako raised her head and called to the bathroom.

"Huh—?" came a vague reply from Luanbu in the bathroom, presumably because he hadn't finished brushing his teeth.

Nanako thought about it for a while, then stood up, pulled on her slippers and walked to the door of the bathroom, hid behind the door frame and poked her head to see Ranbu who was still brushing his teeth inside, and through the mirror, he could see Ranbu's lazy face.

"Father, don't you like Guoguoli?"